Master of Strange Dao

"With a soft incantation, he relied on the sheer force of his body to stride through the air.

Yu Ziqing himself stood at the back of Jinlan Mountain, gazing at the Jade Tomb.

"They have arrived.

Exerting such immense power to pull down the consciousness of the Seven Yin King and even drag along six Great Devils, they truly hold me in high regard but look down on our Jinlan Mountain.

Remember to hold our Jinlan Mountain steady."

In the locust forest, a vast number of hungry ghosts had already transferred away along the intricate paths of the locust trees, avoiding the frontlines.

Zhong Shouzheng, hiding inside, also retreated at the first moment, led away by Lou Huai to Freedom Heaven.

As the Great Devils made their appearance, large swathes of the locust forest shattered, and the six Great Devils rampaged destructively, charging recklessly.

At this moment, from three directions, the presence of powerful beings emerged.

The Great Devils paid no heed, simply forging ahead.

Their goal was merely to rescue the Earth Devil Venerate, not to fight, so they ignored the rules of warriors confronting warriors and commanders facing commanders.

The White Sky Devil King, being the fastest, transformed into a golden giant bird, flying inward.

Suddenly, a Black Dragon appeared out of thin air, colliding with the White Sky Devil King.

The two colossal beings engaged in close combat mid-air, locked in a stalemate.

Meanwhile, a white line flew from the direction of Jinlan Mountain, its sound breaking through the air like thunder. The emaciated body of the village chief transformed into a muscular man as tough as a rock, striding through the air with ever-increasing speed.

Simultaneously, Yang operated the body of the Evil Dragon, coiling around the White Sky Devil King like a massive python.

Its sharp claws tore through the White Sky Devil King's iron-like flesh, tightly binding it.

The village chief's Qi-Blood burned like flames, his power concentrated to the utmost, with Devil Patterns surfacing on his face as his Power Realm rose again.

At the peak, he crossed dozens of miles in a blink, delivering a punch to the mighty forehead of the White Sky Devil King.

Erupting power, the Divine Skills of Ten Directions burst forth.

All his power focused onto a single point.

On the White Sky Devil King's forehead, a sudden three-foot-wide hole burst open, and the village chief's body plunged directly into its head.

In the next moment, the back of the White Sky Devil King's head exploded with a massive hole, dreadful power howling out.

The village chief emerged from within, his body compared to the White Sky Devil King like an insect, leaping through the air, instantly crossing distances.

Power concentrated to the extreme, his body became like an untiring blade, continuously stabbing hole after hole into the White Sky Devil King's body.

In just three breaths, the White Sky Devil King's chest exploded again into a large hole, its heart smashed into a pile of gore.

The village chief soared onto the head of the Evil Dragon, which then tossed aside the enormous body of the White Sky Devil.

The village chief opened his mouth and expelled, Qi-Blood transformed into flames, spraying hundreds of feet long.

"Be careful not to be too forceful, with the remaining Great Devils, be cautious, and do not recklessly engage." Yang warned, as not every Great Devil excelled in physical combat.

"I understand," the village chief gasped, his Qi-Blood constantly vibrating, the Divine Skills of Ten Directions had released too powerful, exercising power beyond his Realm made controlling it difficult, even for him.

To the north, You Zhen walked through the air, each step causing the space to tremor slightly.

Unlike the village chief, because his Realm was high enough, he could directly leverage the power of space itself.

On the other side, Han Dong, with one hand behind his back, came transforming into sword light, both from south and north, blocking the remaining five Great Devils.

The two met for the first time, exchanged hand gestures of greeting.

"Be cautious of that strange Devil, a surpassing Ninth Tier Great Devil lends its body, beware." You Zhen advised.

Han Dong shook his head disappointedly upon hearing this.

"I felt overwhelming oppression, stronger than the Ninth Tier Peak, but it turns out it was not the main body. Then, it is not worthy for me to draw my sword."

With a wave of his hand, the Black Sword flying by his side transformed into a stream of light, flying off to be reinserted in the ground at the southern part of the locust forest.

Han Dong's honesty made his words plain, but others might interpret his meaning very differently.

The Yin Devil glared coldly at Han Dong, eyes swirling like vortices.

A glance from Han Dong mirrored two sword shadows in his eyes.

In an instant, terrifying Sword Intent erupted between the Yin Devil and Han Dong, as if something between them was forcibly shredded.

"I am true to the sword, body like a sword, heart like a sword, and have comprehended a powerful Sword Dao Sword Intent.

If your main body personally descended, I couldn't withstand your Evil Skill like the Refining God Secret Technique.

But you only descended with consciousness, your body too weak, thus the Evil Skill is useless against me, no need to waste time."

Elsewhere, You Zhen ignored the Yin Devil, directly engaging other Great Devils.

Completely healed, his mind, body, and soul united, restoring to a Ninth Tier Peak state.

A simple punch or kick achieved the overwhelming effect of bypassing skill.

His Qi-Blood erupted, beginning to show the most terrifying aspect of orthodox Body Cultivation.

With a solid foundation, one person stood like a mountain, suppressing the flow of energy at this place.

Qi Blood Power vast as the sea, condensed but undispersed, the sheer Qi Blood Power compared to the village chief's Divine Skills of Ten Directions was a hundred times greater.

One fallen palm, plain and unadorned as the purest power exploded, causing the Green Sky Devil King's body to crumble, the space there rippling waves, black lines surfacing, a sign of a forcibly ruptured world.

The Green Sky Devil King's body broke into countless moss-like pieces, yet failed to dissipate power, continuing to crumble into powder.

This was the orthodox Body Cultivation combat skill, overwhelming with sheer, unparalleled force, nothing flashy at all.

The Yin Devil's large body entered the fractured locust forest, not expecting the number of strong beings here to be not many.

Yet each was a top-level expert.

The original plan rapidly changed, the power of a drop of the Devil King's True Blood digested in one go.

His aura rose sharply, the Yin Devil's body distorting but not towards a Devil form, rather by sacrificing that drop of the Devil King's True Blood, forcibly extracting the power from his main body.

He manifested his true form, clasping two massive hands, roaring loudly.

"Yin Devil's Prison."

In an instant, centered on him, everything began to blur, seeming both real and illusory.

A ripple swept by, and suddenly within a thousand-mile radius, everything became both real and illusive.

In a flash, as if his true body's world forcibly descended.

Everyone below the Tenth Tier, regardless of their combat power, was dragged into this seemingly real yet illusionary world.